Our reindeer were all in a tizzy for they had been served.
Anyway, Rudolph had, with vigor as he flew in and swerved.
The process server said “my apologies” but he snickered a bit.
Apparently some old grouch on earth is now having a fit.
Claiming that Rudolph’s powerful nose blinded him for five weeks.
The claimant is totally unreasonable, it is big money he seeks.
How did he write the letter? Find the lawyer’s office? Asked Santa.
Rudolph was trying not to think of it, concentrating on his banana.
Yeah, said Blitzen. How dumb does this guy think we is?
Donner did not care, he ran off to yellow up snow with his whizz.
Dasher tried to give Rudolph some advice, but he always says things wrong.
I know said Dancer, let’s pretend it did not happen and have a tiny song.
So the reindeer created a Christmas song right there, on the spot.
And it was a hit around the world, so the greedy guy did get a lot.
But Rudolph decided to forever more wear a tight cover on his nose
For going to court truly is not comfortable, it “sort of blows”.
dark dribbles drool
feigning freaks fooled
nocturnal nimble numbed
felon fits gulped
hideous hankers hoisted
callous crest cremated
porous politics punctured
moaning trends tortured
leering lanky leisure
pulpy pen pruned
sassy syllables sued
squashed bills bruised
la-de-da wits wrecked
haggard hymns decked.
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Note: Dedicated to Christopher Marlowe.
The court Judge is at my house
I cannot tell anyone, not even my spouse
He's come to inspect my claim
And I've only myself to blame
It never occurred to me when I sued
When I was in the foulest mood
I saw the damage in my new property on the wall
To my lawyer, I made a long call
I would easily win this case
And I realized my mistake when the Judge and I came face to face
In my home
The judge wanted to see what I was making a big fuss about
Me and my big mouth!
I had the ruined wall rebuilt
Should I wither or should I wilt?
Without a receipt I'm screwed
Now I'm in a real bad mood!
Copyright@BrigittePace2019
Everybody is shocked by my lawsuit and because I won.
I sued a Convent because they wouldn't let me be a Nun.
They said that I couldn't be a Nun because I'm a man.
I kept begging to be a Nun so much that I was banned.
When they rejected me, it really hurt my feelings and one of my problems is my vanity.
A Funny Farm put me in a straight jacket because they said that I suffer from insanity.
I was told that I can only be a Priest or a Monk.
It was sexual discrimination and it really stunk.
I'll be wealthy when the Convent pays me.
Why does everybody keep calling me crazy?
(This is a fictional poem)
I can't forget how stricken he looked
paper in hand
not sure how to stand
as the car disappeared on the road
and the paper said
sued for divorce.